Game.of Warlords
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Last published Mon, Dec 16, 2019
The futility of war ...the exaggeration of the uselessness of war... we being pawns in a board...but a game of warlords in reality..hear it all from a soldier mourning...the shameless deeds ...realizing the bitter truth behind...before pierching himself to death....
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